Just when it can’t get worse…

So, it’s been hotter than Satan’s ass here, but at least we’ve had the pool to cool off in, right? Not anymore. The pool has a leak which is now being repaired. Big mess. Unfortunately, that means no swimming until it’s done (hopefully by the end of the week). We have still been dunking ourselves in the shallow end, just to cool off, and as long as there’s no sign of growing algae or whatever, we’ll still probably do that from time to time.

The problem, it seems, is that the skimmer was leaking. Our kind neighbors have been getting flooded (they’re downhill a smidge) and we’ve been seeking the cause. The cement from the pool to the fence had been heaved at strange angles since before we moved in, but the water issue didn’t get bad until fairly recently. Here’s what our yard now looks like.

The bigger problem is that our landlord (not the management co., the owner) is a parsimonious jerk who won’t spend a dime to save a dollar in the long run if a nickel will get him by for today. So yesterday we had the joy of supervising (probably) illegal workers, with my lousy spoken Spanish (C has none), who removed the bad cement and dug out the needed trench and today the owner balked at making the needed repairs, trying to get the management company to “just silicon it” or something. Yarg. Luckily, the pool guy said he absolutely would not do a half-assed job. Good for him!

So, we’re hot and bitchy and they can’t make the repairs tomorrow because the city is resurfacing our street tomorrow and no traffic or water is permitted. That means, if it all works right, Thursday the pool guy comes, and hopefully cement on Friday; and the national tragedy of our pool will end. ;-)

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Oh, and to add insult to injury, there have been 3 small earthquakes in the past week and I got stung by a bee yesterday.

I pity the poor schmuck who next cuts me off in traffic.

2 Responses to “Just when it can’t get worse…”

  1. Paul Says:

    Have I mentioned my contractor wasn’t able to even think about fixing the leak in my roof before labor day (for a whole variety of reasons), which means, of course, it RAINED and POURED all Labor Day weekend?

    I have a tupper-ware container up in the attack catching the incoming water. I hope I remember to empty it before it gets full…

    Another friend of mine that lives in South Carolina (home of hot and muggy) had their air-conditioner (the outside exhanger) throw a fan blade and shred itself… JUST as they were in the process of moving. So they had to finish all the packing in swealtering heat AND try and schedule repairs prior to leaving….

    Man, it’s just rotten all over. Console yourself that at least you’re not alone.

  2. leslie Says:

    Bad juju everywhere.
    I blame Bush. ;-)